Chapter 30: The Gate Hall (I)

Of course, there are almost no Tushizi who have the opportunity to enter the imperial tombs and dig them along the Shinto. We may be one of the very rare ones. People who have been able to dig imperial tombs in the past dynasties are either warlords or heroes. Of course, they are not afraid of the so-called silenced door.

After passing Tianmen, there were white stone people and stone horses every five meters on both sides of the shrine. We didn’t know the archaeology and couldn’t move this thing away. We didn’t even look at it all the way, so we went straight ahead.

As I was running, suddenly, the fat man running in front of me stopped. I followed the fat man, bumped into my arms and fell to the ground.

This time it was so sudden that the fat man almost knocked me down, and I hurriedly asked him what he was doing.

The fat man turned his head and looked behind him, his face pale and said softly: "It seems like there is someone standing on the side of the road."

The few people in front of us found that we had stopped and turned back. Pan Zi asked, "What's going on?"

The fat man said what he saw, and the other people were a little disbelief. Pan Zi said, "It's a stone man, have you read it wrong?"

The fat man shook his head, "It went over in a flash. I just realized that you look at me and you suddenly sweated coldly. You should be right."

"Did you see clearly?"

"It seems like a woman, and I can't be sure." The fat man said, "I ran too fast, I didn't see clearly."

We all shone the flashlight to the stone men behind. One stone men every five meters, and six or seven had already run over in an instant. Within the range of the flashlight, there was no woman mentioned by the fat man, and maybe it was still behind.

Monk Hua asked: "Old man, do you want to go back and have a look? Maybe it's the woman among those people?"

Monk Hua refers to Aning. I thought to myself how could it be? They were walking the main gate of Yunding Heavenly Palace. Even if they had successfully crossed the border, they should be making holes on top of our heads now, and they were definitely not as fast as we did.

The fat man also said: "That's definitely not. If it were that girl, I would definitely recognize her at a glance."

Chen Pi Asi hesitated for a moment and immediately said to the monk Hua: "You and the others go there first," and then patted Shunzi: "You go with me to see."

Shunzi was stunned for a moment. I don’t know what happened. Not only him, but everyone else was also stunned. I don’t know what happened to Chen Pi A Si?

At that moment, I even thought that Chen Pi A Si wanted to help us out and kill Shunzi to silence us, but it was wrong. First, he was in his 90s and wanted to kill a retired regular army, even if it was a sneak attack, he might not be able to do it. Second, our circuit was still based on Shunzi, so we should not take this opportunity to silence him.

I didn't understand Chen Pi A Si's actions very well, so I took a photo of Shunzi and asked him to be careful.

Shunzi didn't know if he realized it deeply, so he glanced at me and followed Chen Pi A Si.

We immediately turned around and continued to run forward along the Shinto. Fortunately, we released a lot of equipment on our bodies, otherwise no one would be able to hold on to such intensity of exercise.

There are six stone gates in this divine way, which are the six reincarnations of Han Buddhism. The Jurchens believe in Saman, and traces of the design of the Han people can be seen everywhere.

I ran very fast and couldn't help feeling a little dizzy. The exposed skin on my body could start to itch, which shows that the air around me was really bad.

Before we knew it, some black-free eaves and broken walls could be shined in the aperture of the hand point. Soon the altar at the end of the gods arrived. Behind the altar, above the ruined stone steps of the sixty-step, was the main entrance of the imperial tomb.

In the traditional concept of tombs, tombs and tombs are often confused. In fact, tombs are two different things. Tombs are ground buildings used for sacrifices and burial ceremonies, and tombs refer to underground palaces.

The tombs do not have to be together. Many deep tombs are apart from one hundred and eight thousand miles apart. Just like the Genghis Khan's Mausoleum is in the middle of the Ordos grassland in Inner Mongolia, but the coffins in the tomb only have camel hair attached to the soul of Genghis Khan. No one knows where his body and burial objects are hidden in the grassland.

This Yunding Heavenly Palace uses a three-layer structure. The palaces we see above our heads in the underwater tomb are symbolic spiritual palaces, as well as the underground imperial tombs and the underground king tombs, forming the three thousand worlds and also symbolizing the identity changes of the gods, humans and ghosts of the Wannu Kings.

The architectural style of the entire imperial tomb is very similar to that of the Ming Palace. When looking at the ground on the cliff, it is huge in scale. The imperial spirit is so powerful that it is spectacular that it looks a little weird and mysterious when it is spectacular. But as soon as we enter the mausoleum, this feeling disappears, and we are full of desolation and destruction. If it weren't for some large temple-like buildings and temples standing there, we would inevitably be disappointed.

The air here is not circulating. There is no strong wind and sun. The buildings here should be well preserved. How could they be ruined like this?

We stepped on the huge stairs that could sprint together with ten carriages and walked into the main entrance of the imperial tomb. The huge stairs had long collapsed, and the huge door panel with nipples was covered with tacks fell to the ground. We walked in as if no one was around.

When you enter the main gate, it is the gate hall of the Mausoleum Palace, the ancient burial book imperial tomb, the Four Dragon Realm Hall. The Nine-tailed Immortal Carriage (ju) enters the Yellow Spring, which is the first hall in the Four Dragon Buildings. At this time, I already felt that the inside of the mouth and nose was as uncomfortable as burning, so I asked them to move quickly.

The door hall is about two basketball courts, with copper carriages on both sides. On the side of the deep wall behind, there are two black statues on both sides, which are covered with dust. The statues have a ferocious face and a cold face, as if they are full of totems. The auxiliary beams and pillars on it have collapsed, and the tiles and clouds are falling all over the ground. Fortunately, it will not rain here, otherwise it would have been flooded.

Seeing that there was nothing particularly eye-catching, we wanted to walk through the door hall and towards the center of the imperial tomb. After walking a few steps, the fat man suddenly slipped under his feet and didn't know what he stepped on. With a "Ouch", he fell four feet towards the sky, and the floor of the door hall was covered with broken tiles. He was deadly lost, and he was so painful that he was so sad.

I suddenly felt strange. The ground was like this, and if I tripped, I could talk about it, how could I slip? The fat man himself also felt strange. He walked back while covering his butt and saw where he stepped on.

There was only one trace in the place that he had fallen and the thing he stepped on was gone. He looked at the trace and flipped through a few tiles, but there was no one.

"Don't you stumbling around?" Pan Zi asked the fat man.

The fat man shook his head and suddenly felt something. He waved his hand and asked us to stop, squat down and flipped up one of his shoes.

We surrounded him and saw that there was a bullet shell stuck inside the nails of his hiking shoes.

Everyone's faces changed. Pan Zi took them and smelled them. Then he didn't expect that he would wear a gas mask and pinch them with his hands again, saying, "It's warm, he's still just shot out of the gun's chamber."

"Someone arrived first?" I was stunned. Could it be that Aning and the others are so powerful that they can actually be faster than us?

But why shoot here?

"Look a fire and see what else is around?" Pan Zi said.

Monk Hua immediately started the cold fireworks and the depth of the lighting. We looked around and there was chaos in the door hall. We scattered, and soon we found a large series of continuous firing bullet holes on a pillar, and went straight up.

"It seems like something is coming down the pillar, and then the bullets will follow it and sweep it down."

Pan Zi walked up, looked at the Yunzi bullet hole, dug it up, shook his head and said, "No, on the contrary, look at the angle of the bullet's deviation, the muzzle is thrown up along the pillar."

The fat man shines the bullet hole with a flashlight and looks little by little. Finally, he sees a high beam on the beam. We immediately see a black shadow hanging from it.

Looking at the shadow's posture, it should be a dead person, it seems to be in Aning's team, because I saw an old 56-type rifle hanging on his shoulder, and his whole person hung there weakly.

Everyone was shocked and didn't understand how this person died on the beam. Our flashlight flashed and saw the man's face. The man died was a man with a small sniff gas mask on his face (this thing is very advanced, very light in weight, and the effect is better than that on our face. I finally heard about this thing, but I didn't expect to see it today). Judging from the shape of the face, he should have Slavic blood. I don't know how he died. His eyes were so big that he could not see his expression because of the mask.

The body was hung from a hanging beam by something. The distance was too far, and I don’t know if it was a rope.

Several people wanted to climb up and stopped Pan Zi. These people died so strangely, there must be a problem. At this time, the fat man patted me and pointed at the crossbar without any other place: "Everyone, there are more than one."

We looked over and saw that there were six or seven corpses hanging on the other side of the beam above, all hanging on the air, like hanged ghosts.

These people are all in hiking suits, with the 56-type domestic rifles hanging on them. I couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in my heart. The five and six rifles have strong destructive power. With this thing in hand, the Zongzi can't bear more than a dozen bullets. What killed them? And even if there was a gun battle here, how could these corpses run to the beam?

The more I think about it, the more I feel that something is wrong. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. I would like to greet a few people and pass through the door hall quickly. This place is evil.

But when I turned around, I found that the fat man was missing. I called the flashlight and found that the fat man was climbing up the beam at some point while he was stepping on the statue on one side.

"What are you doing? Get off now!" I shouted anxiously. In such a situation, he would actually climb up the crossbar. I really don't know how his brain grows.

The fat man ignored me. He was very quick and had already reached the crossbar in a few steps. He turned around and said, "What are you panic? You Fat, I am not a three-year-old child. If something is wrong, I will naturally come down." Then he walked along the crossbar and towards the body closest to him.

I woke up and knew that the fat man was targeting the 56th style. This guy didn't have a gun in his hand and was uncomfortable all the way. Now he wasn't excited to see such a good gun. I'm used to this guy being unorganized and disciplined. Now he's so angry that he can't do anything about him.

The fat man walked a few steps carefully. He was very heavy. The eaves of the entire door hall were shaking along with his steps, making an unsettling sound. At the same time, a large amount of broken wood chips fell off from it. We were conditioned and retreated backwards, for fear that the fat man would stomp the entire structure above his head.

Pan Zi patted the trash on his body and cursed: "Don't you be so fucking caressing me, and we'll all ruin it for you later.

The fat man made a sorry gesture and walked to the edge of the corpse. The first thing he did was to hook the 56th style on the corpse, get it, immediately retract the bullet, then throw it to Pan Zi from above, and then pick up the bullet bag on the corpse. He carried it on himself and finally went to see the corpse.

I watched the fat man take off the gas mask of the body bit by bit. Inside the mask was a middle-aged foreigner's face, with his whole face twisted, his face turned blue, and his mouth was strangely wide, as if he was screaming when he died. Death should be instant, so the expression of his death freezes so strongly.

I saw his face turned blue and shouted, "Don't touch him. Look at his face, he should have been poisoned."

The fat man nodded and put on his gloves. Then he went to see the "rope" hanging on the corpse. These people would definitely not be hanging on them themselves. So what's going on with these ropes? We all want to know.

However, the fat man looked up and looked confused.

I asked, "What did you find?"

The fat man said, "These fucking hair seems to be...
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